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God picked me up and Dusted me down and restored me to new paths. The world seen with new eyes Which are no longer blurred, Colours dazzling. An entrancing vision of life Which all can acquire. To listen for a song And be met by silence All day and all night long. To sniff a rose That is beautiful to behold But no scent for the nose. Not to feel someone’s soft skin Or your pets furry head Just nothing that you are akin. The complexes of flavour No favourites of sweet And sour to savour. Communication, struck dumb Life in mime Feeling numb. Only have to imagine. In the heavens to entwine Thank you for the food we eat For some may not have in the other street Thank you for the birds that sing Your praises of each morn to bring Thank you for a place to rest For some are not so surely blest Thank you for trees and flowers To ponder on in silent hours Thank you for the sun and rain While others live in a barren plain Thank you for love and the little things That brings life through the constant swings Thank you Lord for each breathe I take For now is the hour I cannot forsake. |